WEEK 8.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 8 Orihime Inoue and Mikazuki Munechika are dead thanks to the Wordsmith's motive. While only two have died this past week, it feels much emptier around here now. There's only ten of you left. There's so few of you now. Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Unfortunately, regardless of how well you may or may not have done this week, it seems that there's nothing else for you here. No new floors have opened up below the seventh; it looks like for now, that truly is all. Perhaps it's a good sign. Perhaps it's one of the worst yet. Only time will tell. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 10 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 8

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week eight of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]

Comments

[oyashiromama]

[Arms crossed, positively pouting.]

It's not something I'm interested in, especially not in public.

[matchbreaker]

You aren't interested...? Ahhh, do you not want to grab me there, either?

[ She asked, tugging a little at the collar of the dress... thing she has on. It doesn't work a well as if she was in the outfit she arrived in, but it's probably enough to tease. ]

[oyashiromama]

M- maybe in...the proper situation, with enough- aah- lead up, o-or...the like, but not just out of the blue.

[hanyuu sweating]

[matchbreaker]

Well I should hope so. I do so long for your touch, at least.

[ HEH HEH HEH.

... It's sincere, but she is smirking and looking off to the side, so. Teasing. ]

[oyashiromama]

[Oh good, so neither of them can really look each other in the eye, beautiful.]

W-well- maybe if- the mood was better, in general...

[why are they talking about this]

[matchbreaker]

Well, that is an incentive for our victory if I ever heard one.

[ Defeat Wordsmith to pick up the mood and ensure a sex life??? She laughs it off, a bit awkwardly. ]

[oyashiromama]

[AT LEAST SOME EXPLORATION- Hanyuu clears her throat.]

What- Wh-what are you up to today, Elda?

[matchbreaker]

[ BUT NOT BEFORE THEN - rude as fuck tbh. ]

As with the rest of us, biding my time, investigating what I can think to, and stocking some precautions. I had thought to distract myself with the ballroom's piano.

[oyashiromama]

...You can play?

[matchbreaker]

Well, some. I learned in my youth, but it's been some time since I touched it, before now.

[ She's been trying to get it back in her fingers. ]

[oyashiromama]

How well has that been going? Can you remember any old songs?

[matchbreaker]

Not... as such, not completely. [ She sighs ]

... I found some sheet music the other day, so I decided to switch to mastering that, so I might remind myself enough to the structure to "freestyle" as Guzma put it.

[oyashiromama]

If you hit a breakthrough, I would love to listen. ...I can't quite recall the last time I've heard someone play a piano in person, Hinamizawa has had...maybe one, in the last few hundred years.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . !! ]

I - I could show you some now! But yes, I will make a breakthrough in the next several days. Worry not!

[oyashiromama]

[Oh no?? She's so flustered?? Cute...]

N-no need to rush yourself. [...well aside from the situation at large but-] I'll listen whenever.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . She's losing here isn't she?! ]

No, th-there is! After all, I would want to squeeze every possible moment I can take with you out of our time. I can't waste a moment.

[ NAILED IT. Maybe. ]

[oyashiromama]

[#SMOOTH there may be a few dokis, just a few JUST A FEW]

A- aah- au- auuauau- W-well, at least- a-at least don't stress yourself!

[matchbreaker]

Stress?! Anything I could ever do for you, Hanyuu?! That sort of thing makes my heart soar!

[ She even laughs at the end of this, perhaps trying to make a few more dokis ]

[oyashiromama]

[WELL SHE'S GETTING MORE DOKIS shyly just looking away and playing with her black-and-red outfit.]

Elda... Aaah, w-well, if it's no trouble, then... Work hard! Work your hardest!

[matchbreaker]

Oh, I intend to! [ She... ] Would that I could play for you and dance with you at the same time! You look so fetching in that new outfit I'd love nothing more than a little waltz!

[ . . . She's laying it on thick ]

[oyashiromama]

You'll have to settle with me dancing while you play- ...aaah that may be- a bit too ambitious, actually, I've only ever danced traditional festival ones...

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Okay but it's Elda so: ]

... Well, that might save me from your heavy steps breaking my feet.

[ GURL SHE NOTICED THOSE HEAVY STEPS ]

[oyashiromama]

[URK--]

I- I don't mean for them to be so loud...! Auu, I can't help it, I can't!

[...if she were standing she would stomp]

[matchbreaker]

What, do you way something like sixty kilos or something?!

[ WHAHAHAA .... ]

[oyashiromama]

Y- you know very well that I do not, it's--

[Oh, she seems embarrassed.]

It's...probably a holdover from when I was a spirit. When people were, aah...showing symptoms of the disease in Hinamizawa, they were more perceptive to me, and...something they could always hear were my footsteps.